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K Project Yata Misaki x Reader

Requested by:

WhiteFlames_

Title: Name

(it literally says name not the reader)

Your POV

I was lounging on the couch on upperfloors of HOMRA. Misaki, my boyfriend, was all frustrated and complaining about running into Saruhiko and the things he wanted to do to the traitor,he's view not mine. Hearing him complain about Saru made me walk down memory lane, specifically the first moments when they had just joined HOMRA. I smiled when they were introducing themselves. Misaki all yelling that he should be called Yatagarasu. The times when we just laughed at the whole ordeal when Saru told us his real name then Kusanagi-san comments about his first name, Misaki. He was all flustered and blushing......Why does he hate being called Misaki?..He doesn't even let me call him by hist first name...Whenever Saru calls him that it always sounded as a tease....Let's see Misaki Misaki? Mi means beautiful and Saki means Blossom....Ding ding. I smiled as I looked at Misaki almost done with his rants.

Misaki had calmed down, sighed and finally looked at me. "Ne ne~ Yata. Whenever Saru -TRAITOR!!!(yata yelling)- calls you or any people in fact calls you by your first name. Do you hate it because it sounds feminine?" I asked waiting for a reply. All I got was a blushing red boyfriend. "Wait. Is that why you didn't want me to say your first name even though you've been saying mine?" I asked as I leaned in smiling. "Wah..ah..n-n-no." "Your stuttering Mi-Sa-Ki" "Teme rah. Shut up f/n" He used the back f his hand to cover his blushing state. I leaned in more. "C'mon I'm not shutting up until you tell me. Ne~ Mi- Sa---" I found myself laying down on the couch with Misaki, his hands on my wrists, above, breathes inches apart. "I do. Yes. I'm embarrass of my own name. Are you happy now!" He pulled back straddling on my waist. He's staring down with a sad stressed expression. Great now I feel guilty and bad. I lift my self by my elbows and reach for the back of his head. I pulled him in for a hug, laying back down with his head on my chest. "I'm sorry...I didn't know it affected you that much" I rubbed circles on his back, as he wrapped his an arm on my waist and the other to my shoulder. He kept gripping my body towards him as if I was to let go. We stayed like that until the sun sets from the blinds. Two bodies, two lovers, in each others arms, one giving comfort and the other receiving the feeling.